The giant's shadow towered over my head, intimidating me more than usual. Perhaps the dark exaggerated his height, but I wasn't sure until he came to stand very close to my back. I gulped down the little fear that was caught in my throat. I didn't understand what had caused it — whether it was his height or his voice.
I stood still, completely frozen in my spot. I tried to concentrate on my racing heart and calm it down by taking in gulps of air.
"I guess I found my prey for tonight," his husky voice purred in my ear, making me flinch.
Now, I had lost control of my panic attack. My mind went blank, and there was nothing I could sense.
'Breathe,' said a deep voice, just like the last time. 'Breathe in deeply.'
I was compelled to obey the overpowering, commanding voice. It was like I was being controlled, and at the same time, not entirely as I did it because that was the only available solution at present.
